Looking around the room ......................one question that comes to mind is why these specific things found their way to the top of the shelf?  The oldest thing is probably the gun on the wall. It was made in the 1890's. It was my dad's. The bell that might be hard to see in the middle top shelf probably was made before that and was used to announce class in a one room school house next to where my dad grew up. The picture of the Wagon with a pioneer woman on it is a replica of a mural that was painted on the entire front wall of the chapel that I went to church until I was about 14.  Most of the other items just were items that I thought might be interesting in terms of things picked up or noticed over the "journey" of a lot of years.  The sign that says "Success" is something KJ gave me just a few years ago. At first I didn't put it up. I thought at the time that it sort of reminded me of when I was much younger and I thought maybe even too much about "success". I always wanted to improve. Be better. Know more. Perfect myself. Achieve. Be thought of as having done all of those things. I tried at times to measure my progress. Those efforts had become part of the "journey" and were part of me. I wondered if I had just worked through some of the thoughts about Success so I didn't put the sign up. Then recently I was thinking about the sign in the closet and I thought it was really nice that after all these years that KJ went and got the sign for me. I figured that was enough of a reason to put it up. Then when I put it up I realized I still want to be better, to improve, to polish myself, and to become better for the journey................................................